“Hey there, Johnnycake, it's been a while.” I was lying of course, it's only been a few days since I’ve visited Johnny, but I didn’t really do much except set a flower down and pay my respects. I didn’t visit Johnny anytime before that because I was too scared, but now that I have almost everything patched up with Darry and Soda, I might as well finally talk to Johnny. “Well, um, nothing much is going on… but I did get some things patched up with Darry and Soda, so that’s a plus,” I pause for a little bit but continue on, “so I figured, why not go visit my best buddy, and if it’s okay with you, maybe I’ll explain more about what’s happening around here…” “.......” I’m met with silence, but take it as a yes anyway, softly hearing Johnny’s voice whisper a ‘sure’ to me. …show more content…
“Let’s start with some things that have been happening… these Socs tried to come and beat me up for the incident with Bob, but I had a pop bottle with me, so I figured I would bust off the end of the bottle and hold it by its neck, and maybe even try to scare them away… and only after I said a few words they backed up and jumped back into their car, and drove away like a bunch of pansies.” I smiled, no one got hurt, and now the Socs know not to mess with me. I continued my speech to Johnny. “Also, the fights between the Socs and the Greasers died down a little bit, so no one really gets hurt anymore…” I expect Johnny’s voice to say something like, ‘see Ponyboy, no one has to get hurt anymore’ or something like that, but I’m just met with more silence. “You know what, Johnny, how about I read to you…,” my voice made some sort of noise and my voice cracked, “we never did get to finish the book…” my eyes get misty as tears threaten to spill from my face, but I won’t let them, so I open up the book and go to the chapter we left off on, Johnny’s note still in there, but I decided to keep it there because it would always remind me of Johnny, I would never want to forget him. About a few chapters later I finally felt like stopping, and because it was getting really late, I’d left at around five, and I looked at the sky and thought it was around seven thirty. “Hey Johnny, I’m sorry, I have to go…,” something pricked my mind, “I’m sorry Johnny, I didn’t tell Dally in time, maybe he would have listened, probably not, but maybe you can tell him yourself since….y’know.” I waited